“I want it for me, for us.”
“I love you more than you’ll ever know,” he whispered. Then his mouth swooped down on again, his silky tongue invading her mouth.
The damn melting sensation he always produced coursed through her.
One sneaky hand slid down over her hip and ever so lightly eased up her thin skirt until his palm touched thong-covered flesh.
“I can’t believe it took us seven years to get to this place. To let all our inner fantasies and dark desires out in the open.” He grinned at her. “Fuck, this feels amazing. I feel closer to you than ever.”
The hand on her ass burned with his possession, fire teasing its way across her sensitive skin.
Zane dropped his mouth to her shoulders, biting gently at the place where her neck and shoulder met. She shuddered in pleasure while his presence surrounded her and his very essence drugged her into erotic compliance. All she had to do was look at him and she soaked her underwear.
“I… We… That is…” She couldn’t figure out what to say. He made her mind foggy with just the lightest of touches.
He continued to nip and lick his way down her shivering flesh.
Her pussy dripped again.
He stroked her ass in teasing circles, his hand aimlessly caressing the soft skin. “Think about it. All those dark, forbidden pleasures you’ve been afraid to enjoy. Don’t be afraid to tell me anything. You’re my wife. I want to share everything with you. I can’t do that if you hold back on me.”
“What if you don’t…” She tried to form some kind of answer for him but his touch felt too good. “What if you think it’s dirty or weird?”
Her ass tingled everywhere his hand moved. She’d certainly dreamed of sex like that, but had always been too afraid to ask for it. She didn’t want to drive her husband away. Zane was worth any risk to her pride.
“There’s nothing you could say or do that would ever stop me from loving you. You are everything to me, Blanca.” A delicate throb began to pulse in her pussy and spread outward.
“I love you too, Zane, so much,” she confessed, her eyes damp with tears.
“How about I go first?” he offered, his voice low and deep with suppressed desire. “I want to feast on your amazing pussy, suck it until you buck and scream my name. I want to fuck you with my fingers to feel you squeeze down on me. I need to slide my fingers into your perfect tight ass and feel you drag them in. After I’ve made you come a dozen times or maybe more, I’ll shove my cock inside your sweet, hot cunt and fuck you until neither one of us can breathe.” He put his lips close to her ear then licked the soft lobe. “How does that sound?”
His fingertips traced the tight crack of her ass and suddenly one tip pressed against her anus. She jerked automatically, pressing back against him. Lust rode her hard and sharp at the easy touch. “We’ve done some of that before. I mean,” color rose high on her cheeks, “we both enjoy oral sex.”
“Yeah, but this time I’m not going to hold anything back and neither are you.”
The thickness of his fingers teased her sensitive hole. She cried out, pleasure heavy in her tone.
“I knew it. You love this.” His voice deepened. “You want me up your ass.”
The words came out low and seductive, her clit aching with the same need. Swiftly his other dark hand moved to her front. Two thick fingers thrust into her dripping slit as she cried out in pleasure.
“You’re so wet from just talking about it. You’ll make me lose my mind.”
Too aroused for words, she nodded as his fingers tickled over her swollen, sensitive flesh, making her pussy clench. One talented finger rubbed the tip of her clit and then flicked it lightly. Frantic need raced through her as she clawed his strong, bare shoulders, silently begging for relief.
“Tell me, love, tell me what you want. I’ll give you everything,” he swore hotly.
The remnants of his cologne, left over from the long day, drove her crazy. The throb inside her sped up with the pace of his fingers. She rubbed her face on his muscled chest, not quite believing all her naughty fantasies were coming true. “You,” she panted in need, “I want you everywhere inside.” Blanca clutched his shoulders before spilling her last and final secret. “I’ve used toys…you know, there.”
“Shit, baby!” he exclaimed his fingers filling her faster. “You’ve had some plastic cock shoved in your tight little hole when I could have been there instead.”
“Are you mad?”
“Jealous, but after tonight we won’t need it unless you let me play with you.”
He gave her another scorching kiss, nibbling on her lower lip, then sucking it in, then thrusting his tongue into her mouth again before he backed up a little.“The first thing we have to do is get rid of your clothes. I need to touch and taste every inch of your skin and feel your hands on mine.”
Blanca licked her lips at the sight of his muscular chest and the soft spattering of dark curls that dusted it and arrowed down to a spot below his boxers.
Zane laughed as he looked at her, desire burning bright in his silver eyes. “Like what you see?”
“Y-yes. I like it, but you never wear boxers at home.”
“That’s because I have you at home, but travelling,” he gave a self conscience shrug, “it’s the closest I can come to the feel of you.”
“Oh, Zane.” Her heart thumped wildly with love for this man.
Zane reached over and flipped up the skirt. “Now let’s see about fulfilling both our wicked fantasies.”
He pulled back his fingers and licked them all the while watching her with a burning steady gaze. He easily stepped out of his boxers and tossed them to the floor without moving his gaze away from her.
Blanca stared hungrily at the beautiful erection pointed at her. His cock was thick and long, with throbbing veins ridging the sides. The familiar head was a soft purple with a perfect crown. A drop of pre-cum glistened at the tip.
She licked her lips in anticipation, knowing from memory how delicious he tasted flowing down her throat.
Zane followed the path of her eyes. Wiping the fluid onto a fingertip, he moved back to her and rubbed it across her lips. “I love watching you go down on me, Blanca.”
So mesmerized she could hardly speak over the lust knotted in her throat, “I love making you come,” was all she could manage to say.
Zane laughed.
“Can I touch you now?” her voice pleaded. Her eyes were glued to his cock.
He moved next to her. “Wrap your hand around me, stroke it while I get you naked.”
She wrapped her hand around his shaft, enjoying the soft, silken skin over the incredible steel hardness beneath it. Her thumb teased the velvet smoothness of the head. He jerked in her grip.
“Not yet,” she whispered her eyes never leaving the drop of fluid beading his tip.
“I want to fuck you in the ass, Blanca.” His voice became a dark seduction. “Do you think you’re ready for that, for me?”
“Yes…oh yes, Zane.” Whatever he wanted Blanca would give him, just as he would give to her.
He pulled her clothes off, tossed it to the floor, then his tongue was there licking across the upper swell of her aching breasts. The touch was easy, barely felt, but her nipples tightened at the brief caress.
He laughed huskily. “I love the way you respond to me.”
He brushed his warm chest across her breasts, teasing her nipples with the crisp hair. If possible they got even harder, swelling to the point of plumpness. Her barely there underwear fell to the floor unnoticed.
With the softest of touches Zane pushed her back until she rested naked on the bed before him.
“Touch me, Zane,” she pleaded. “Touch my breasts.”
Without saying a word Zane gave her exactly what she needed. He took her hard nipples between thumb and forefinger, rolling and tweaking them much to her pleasure.
Soft, smug, male laughter spilled from his lips then he pulled harder and pinched her lips. The harder he
twisted, the more he pinched, the hotter the streak of lightning that shot straight to her vagina. She was so desperate and hot for his touch her juices leaked onto the sheets. Finally Zane bent his head and took one nipple in his mouth, sucking it, then his teeth nipped the sensitive flesh.
His cock rubbed against her needy pussy and liquid drenched it. Wanting him inside her, Blanca tried to close her legs around his strong hips.
His cock touched lightly against her slit, now and then brushing against the tip of her clitoris while he continued to suck on her nipples and pinch them. Sensations cascaded over her body, one on top of the other. She tried to push herself closer to him, wanted to feel more pressure but he held himself so he barely touched her. His hips thrust back and forth in a gentle rocking motion as if he were fucking her but her pussy remained achingly empty.
“You want my cock, Blanca?” he breathed in her ear and the tip of his tongue came out to trace the shell and tickle the inside.
Blanca moaned. “Zane, please.”
His forehead pressed damp against hers as one corner of his mouth turned up in a sexy, smug grin. “Soon, baby, just as soon as you’re ready.”
“Ready? If I get any more ready I’ll explode.” She tried to move closer to him.
With only the slightest pressure on her shoulders, he pushed until she was flat on the bed, her hips at the edge, her knees falling open.
“Not yet, but you will be,” he promised darkly.
His head lowered as she jerked herself up to see he was on his knees before her. His fingers spread her wide as more juice dripped from her.
The tip of his finger exposed her cunt, lightly touching her opening then flicked the tip of her clit. Her pussy muscles quivered.
“Getting hotter, Blanca? Desperate to feel me inside you?”
Before she could answer Zane was licking her slit, once, twice, three times, each time pushing harder. His tongue teased her labia, tracing the entrance to her vagina and then moving to her outer lips again. Pleasure burned through her, heating her blood.
Zane dived into her with mindless enthusiasm. His tongue was everywhere, inside, outside, fucking and stabbing into her. His mouth sucked hard on to her clit. She creamed and he lapped up her juices. She pushed and he sucked harder.
She was so close to orgasm when he backed off, Blanca screamed.
“Please, Zane,” she cried.
His mouth clamped on her clit while three fingers slid inside her honey-drenched pussy, fucking her with a steady motion as he nipped the hard bud of her clit. When she thought she couldn’t stand it another minute, the orgasm rumbled up from her belly and spread through her body. Spasms shook her and she poured into his mouth like a river. The harder he used his fingers on her the more she screamed and came, shoving her body at his mouth, desperate for all the pleasure he could give her.
He kept his fingers inside her until the last of the quivers died away. Then he stood, spread her juices from one hand to the other and painted her nipples with them. And finally he leaned over and licked the nipples clean. His breath on her was hot and seductive.
“Be right back,” he said moving away from the bed. “I’ll grab something out of your suitcase for you to change into.”
Blanca lay panting, waiting for her breathing to return to normal.
His weight pressed the bed down as Zane moved to lean over her. With one finger he tilted her chin up.
“Babe, is there something you forgot to tell me?”
At the amusement in his tone along with the steady heat of desire Blanca’s eyes popped open. “Oh shit, my suitcase.”
Instead of answering her with words, Zane waved a hand at the side table.
Laid out in a row were two vibrating dildos, a new Pocket Rocket, a tickler that fit over the Rocket, two butt plugs and a vibrating bullet that the saleslady had told her was great if she stuck it in her ass. A large plastic butterfly that the pictures showed fit right over her vulva and vibrated every inch of her pussy, including her clit, lay open and ready to use. A bottle of scented oil and a tube of lubricating jelly completed the inventory.
“You want to play, baby?” He pinned her eyes with his.
“More than ever.”
A sharp nod, then he said, “Get on your hands and knees, head down. Legs as wide as you can get them.” She quickly complied. He stared down at her spread out before him and smacked both cheeks of her ass lightly.
“I’m putting the plug into that tight little asshole to see how ready you are.” He teased his finger against the rosy opening and pressed a kiss against it. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
Blanca shivered, as the dark, erotic images flew in her brain. “Zane?” She tried to crane her neck around.
“Right here, my love.” His solid body was heavy over hers while his hair-roughened chest caressed her back.
Hands rested on her shoulders only to skim softly down her sides. Calloused knuckles brushed her breasts. Cupping his palms against the cheeks of her ass, Zane brought them up until his thumbs touched together at the top of her cleft. Then he slid them down the hot crack, teasing the tender tissue as he moved toward her anus.
Blanca thought she would die before he finally got around to touching her. She wiggled her ass. “No plug, no toys, Zane, just you and me. We’ll have time to play or explore later.”
In answer he drew lazy circles with a fingertip around the tight rosette. “Just you and me this time?” His other hand slid between her legs and stroked her entire slit.
“You’re the only one I’ll ever need,” she promised.
He gently pinched her clit in praise.
“Please, Zane.” She pushed her ass back at him.
“How can I ever say no to you?” he whispered softly before moving away.
The cold touch of the lube had her jumping as he squeezed it onto her hot rosette, smoothing it around the area. Another drop and his finger slid smoothly into her ass, spreading the gel deep in her channel. The forbidden invasion sent electric jolts of pleasure straight to her clit.
“Relax, my love, and move against my finger. You’re ready for this,” he promised in a dark, liquid voice. “But I want to see your face when I take your ass.”
They moved until she rested her on her back, spread open and eager for him.
Trusting her husband she pushed back, her sole focus on Zane’s finger penetrating her to the last knuckle. Carefully he bent her knees back until they touched her shoulders, opening the tight hole. The head of his cock pushed at the gleaming opening, invading her dark hole slowly.
Blanca pulled back but there was no place to go as Zane moved his thick erection deeper. When the broad head passed the tight ring they both shuddered.
With shaky hands he twined their fingers together, looking down into her wide eyes. “Ready, baby?”
She gave a hesitant nod as he gently thrust inside her clinging tissues, pushing and retreating until he could go no deeper.
“Zane,” she screamed. “It’s…you’re…so much hotter and bigger than any toy.” It was true. Having her husband fill her ass to overflowing pretty much blew any man-made device out of the water. Nothing could duplicate his hard, slick, hot flesh pulsing in her most private hole.
They moved slowly together. Blanca didn’t want the painful pleasure to ever end. She might be sore and burning from the width of her husband’s cock, but the bite of bliss could not be denied. Arching her back she pushed and rocked against his cock, loving the thick fullness of him filling her.
“Zane, please more,” she begged.
Zane cursed and stopped holding back. She could almost hear the snap of his chains breaking as he moved harder, faster, his balls slapping against the cheeks of her ass.
Blanca lost herself to the dark need riding her as she yelled and screamed. Zane pumped into her like a mindless machine, thrusting, pumping and shoving his cock. Blanca’s ass clenched around his rigid dick before convulsions racked her body, triggering Zane’s o
rgasm.
She watched in a hazy daze as his strong back bowed while his cock pulsed heavy jets of seed into her eager ass. She screamed his name, head thrown back as she dug her nails into his skin.
Minutes or hours might have passed as they waited for their hearts to stop pounding and their breathing to even out. With his half-hard cock still snugly in her ass, Zane moved so her legs rested on the soft mattress then slowly pulled out of her to wrap his arms around her still panting body.
With a soft kiss to her forehead Zane asked, “Are you okay?”
Okay? Blanca didn’t think such a small word covered even a fourth of what she felt. Then again no words really did so she said the only thing that came into her passion-clouded mind. “When can we do that again?”
Her husband laughed and rolled them to their sides. “Whenever your poor ass recovers from the reaming I gave it.”
“Mmhhh, does that mean we’ll have time to play with the toys I brought?” she teased then lightly bit his tight nipple.
“Baby,” he said, moving over her, “We’ve got all the time in the world.”
About the Author
Allie Standifer has lived in various places around the world. The gift of travel enables her to create the rhythm and feel of far-off places and feed an overactive imagination. Her life has been one of constant adventure, including growing up in Saudi Arabia, where her brother tried to sell her to Bedouins (for what amounts to less than $1.50). It’s been nonstop; she loves every minute of it.
Ideas, plots, characters and conversations keep her company inside her head and fuel her need to write. And no, they don’t tell her to start fires. :) Tired of everyday stories, Allie adds paranormal twists to her tales. They’re filled with past lives, chain-email-sending oracles, mythical creatures, magic, sexy gods, and heroines who know exactly what they want—and aren’t afraid to go get it.
Free time is spent spoiling two nieces and two nephews, pumping them up on sugar and caffeine and buying very loud toys then sending them back to their parents. The perfect revenge for all the slights of being the youngest child. When not writing or contributing to the delinquency of minors, or trying to outsmart her psycho cat, she spends time with her wonderful and supportive family.
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